Her pain is the fog he inhale Puts down the phone, neck suddenly stale Just another night with a sad different song Heard from somewhere now she sings along Turn the car-key, back out through the driveway He sees her face when he closes his eyes She still believe the lies
Pretty pretty eyes with a darker tone Another hour in front of the mirror now all the scars are shown And they say lets have another toast lets sing another song She tries but the wine is bitter and the words wrong She still believes the lies
When you see yourself you're seeing red And it makes you blind You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight You wait for something to break the mold And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes You must be bleeding under your eyelids
One tear in the sink, swallow the next one Now out of sight but not really gone I put the key in the door don't want to walk through Hang the handle for a second or two And as the door opens I can feel your sadness from across the room And now for your beauty I'm lost for words
When you see yourself you're seeing red And it makes you blind You must be bleedin under your eyelids tonight You wait for something to break the mold And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes You must be bleedin under your eyelids
Wait for something to break the mold Before your eyes grows old and cold Keep your ears close to the ground Don't move until you hear a sound